That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

The swimsuit was placed in front of Heather. She didn’t move, seemingly a bit nervous, as she looked up at Dexter.

He seemed puzzled because what Josie had just said did make some sense.

“The swimsuit is quite revealing,” she said.

Dexter only took a glance and said, “It’s a matter of a few minutes. Change it once you’re done swimming”

There was no pity for her in his words.

“Does Ms. Olsen still have reservations?” Eugene, who was in high spirits, gradually became less enthusiastic, seemingly reproaching her for being overly concerned.

“No.”

Feeling a bit disappointed that Dexter didn’t stand up for her, Heather picked up her swimsuit and got up to change.

In the midst of waiting, Josie maintained a calm exterior, yet her palms were sweating with anxiety. She didn’t even know what she was worried about. To be precise, it was more like anticipation…

of orange juice. “Have a sip, it will help

her brows, taking it over after

one of the women in the pool and suddenly said, “I’ve seen this woman

by her remark.

Morgan, you’re quite something,” Josie said, a teasing smile on

was only surprised for a moment before quickly returning to his usual self. “Have you been to La

laid her cards on the table. “I’ve been there,

sneered. “No wonder I thought the person that day looked so much like you. You didn’t go with Dexter,

Josie, afraid that Dexter might

Heather came out. Morgan watched her

many businesses. Is it strange for me to invest in one or two country clubs with potential for

so happened to be La Oriele, which inevitably made Josie suspicious. She nodded. “Anyway, I have no evidence, so whatever

Dexter. “Dex, does this look

at her and said,

started,” said Eugene, finally regaining his enthusiasm. Josie was standing too far away, and Heather was facing

simultaneously dove into the water, swimming toward the opposite bank. Heather wasn’t very good at swimming and was slow. By the time the group had almost finished swimming,